The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volumen6Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Página 18
... voice ; and that not past me , but By learned approbation of the judges . If I am Traduc'd by tongues , which neither know My faculties , nor person , yet will be The chronicles of my doing , -let me say , ' Tis but the fate of place ...
... voice ; and that not past me , but By learned approbation of the judges . If I am Traduc'd by tongues , which neither know My faculties , nor person , yet will be The chronicles of my doing , -let me say , ' Tis but the fate of place ...
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... voice ? And to what end is this ? -Nay , ladies , fear not ; By all the laws of war you are privileg'd . Re - enter Servant . Cham . How now ? what is't ? Serv . A noble troop of strangers ; For so they seem : they have left their barge ...
... voice ? And to what end is this ? -Nay , ladies , fear not ; By all the laws of war you are privileg'd . Re - enter Servant . Cham . How now ? what is't ? Serv . A noble troop of strangers ; For so they seem : they have left their barge ...
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... voices ; 2 Rome , the nurse of judgment , Invited by your noble self , hath sent One general tongue unto us , this good man , This just and learned priest , cardinal Campeius ; Whom , once more , I present unto your highness . K.Hen ...
... voices ; 2 Rome , the nurse of judgment , Invited by your noble self , hath sent One general tongue unto us , this good man , This just and learned priest , cardinal Campeius ; Whom , once more , I present unto your highness . K.Hen ...
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... voice is now Only about her coronation . Wol . There was the weight that pull'd me down . Cromwell , The king has gone beyond me , all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever : No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours , Or ...
... voice is now Only about her coronation . Wol . There was the weight that pull'd me down . Cromwell , The king has gone beyond me , all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever : No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours , Or ...
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... voice goes , madam : For after the stout earl Northumberland Arrested him at York , and brought him forward ( As a man sorely tainted , ) to his answer , He fell sick suddenly , and grew so ill , He could not sit his mule . Kath . Alas ...
... voice goes , madam : For after the stout earl Northumberland Arrested him at York , and brought him forward ( As a man sorely tainted , ) to his answer , He fell sick suddenly , and grew so ill , He could not sit his mule . Kath . Alas ...
Términos y frases comunes
Antium Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæsar Caius Capitol cardinal Casca Cassius CESAR Cham Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus death doth duke Egypt enemy Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear follow fortune friends Fulvia Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iras JOHNS Julius Cæsar K.Hen Kath king king's lady Lart Lepidus look lord Lord Chamberlain madam Marcius Mark Antony master mean Menenius Messala never night noble o'the Octavia peace Plutarch Pompey Pr'ythee pray Q.Kath queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVEL Sold soldier speak stand STEEV sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tongue tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARB What's wife Wolsey word
Pasajes populares
Página 54 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Página 47 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 44 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 29 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 54 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Página 45 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
Página 98 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Página 42 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Página 44 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
Página 9 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward...